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js crafty - bacardi thoughts lyrics

verse 1:
bill cosby sweater while feeding females pudding pop
their boyfriends crying at their knees no cuba gooding shot
hip hop music scene i got a foot in cuz
the others going walk abouts but still i’m looking up
no point tryin if its half hearted
just tryna run circles round these -ss artists
if youre talkin levels then my squards darkest
but get flash just for name sake
uk scene is in a great place
well it ain’t if we ain’t init
and been awhile since we sprayed init
still having visions of us making it
no h0m- no average h0m-sapiens
supreme hoodie bout to spit that preme clientele
forget hermes im out this world rockin oriens belt
and a michael kors
just a shame that it won’t let us know our time ofcourse
homie your girl is looking s-xy
invites me over to roll up and share the sensi
go for the h-ll of it, tells you that shes celebate
but she got me in her ralph lauren bed sheets
you must be stressed g
im outchea road running your kyote all wiley like eski
deadly

chorus:
hip hop, up jump the party
we throw out bacardi for the homies that are dead and buried
in the cemetary
shouting rip, them man are legendary

verse 2:
bumpin smif n wessun holla yatties for dah shinin
after that grind the lemon and were limin
she like the beat so i tell her to rewind it
im from the grove like franklin
i am what i am i do what i do
catch wreck wit my crew in t’s where we grew
the events that we viewed
made us who we are today
then i moved to ag but thats not far away
so back to totty i embark each day
318 or picadilly subway
subway sandwich yammin jammin to the subbase
from the squard wave, just let the song play
and when its finish better wheel it like a truck mate
soon you’ll see me by skeps like i pump weights
spoken word glides swiftly to your censors
thoughts begin to lift beyond the census
vocals nestle in the pockets of the nexus
the engine running steps closer to the lexus
rhyme sl1ck like rick when he telling stories
music scene is same ol’ man its getting boring
tryna refresh her like the sweets
say what i mean, do this for my gs who deceased
almost close to beast mode
body controlled by the weed smoke
call it the pupeteer
makes me do great things when im up in here, the booth that is

[chorus]

verse 3:
really do this for the fellas that are gone kid
see em agen then i can tell em what i done did
call my brother sun cuz he shine like one
shanked in the rough now he diamond cut
white tees with his face on it
flash people dont snitch nuffin we say onit
paul blart this is out my department
but i quickly figured out through all the friends i part with
endlessly harmless
nah i had to toughen up
guppy craftz grab the knife sharpener for the b-tter cuz
incase sharks want the duff
up and at em youre not up for brunch
laughing at homer his skintone can match my female preferance
bars i emit they all just seem perplexing
now i admit the scene i see my entrance
and he can truly make a mark now his demons left him
trained the flow and now its effortless
fresher than the peppermint
rose amongst the desolance
graftin hard craftz want stacks tall as nephilim
stop spittin for a while i can remember
black man tryna ball, akinfenwa
step in the office b-tton up my blazer
i’m looking fly i have to thank my tailor
from young i was a taylor
young wiz in the boardroom
no threat because i knew they’ll be on board soon

- js crafty lyrics

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